Tension

I'm having the weirdest disconnect lately. I've spent the last 3 1/2 years in (fairly) singleminded pursuit of Episcopal ordination, but frustrated as heck with it. Lately, though, I feel a thousand times better about continuing The Process... but at the same time, a million other daydreams dance alongside the one of ordination.

Kids, or not. Moving, or not. A new home, where? Seminary, where?

It's amazing what happens when one lets one's imagination roam free. I feel more hope, and more confusion, than I have in a long time. It seems like exactly the right place to be.

Is there room in the church for dreamers?

If you are a dreamer, come in, If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, A
hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer... If you're a pretender, come sit by my
fire For we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in! -Shel Silverstein